Too Much To Handle Songtext / Lyric

Another weak where I want to try stealing, heroin, or some other kind of soft suicide. But you had a smile that could break boards baby, and you – you used to build me a place to hide. All that Freedom means is I will miss you when I go. And maybe I will realize redemption comes patient and slow. Too much to handle, that's just what I need. We're staying out all night to prove, we are free. And we will learn to communicate and we will learn how to breathe. When it's too much to handle, being free. I'm up again in the middle of the night, that time when its too easy to judge myself on everything. So I read about ‘The Secret Life of Plants' (or Napolean or ‘Ant Colonies' or ‘Just Whatever I Find on Wikipedia') till I feel small enough to get back to sleep. And I miss cutting coriander, cooking while I'm looking at you. But some days I'm the horse and some other days when I am the glue. Too much to handle, that's just what I need. We're staying out all night to prove, we are free. And we will learn to communicate and we will learn how to breathe. When it's too much to handle, being free. Too much to handle, that's just what I need. We're staying out all night to prove, we are free!!! And we will learn to communicate!! And we will learn how to breathe!!When its too much to handle, being free. And we will learn to communicate!!!!!!!!!!!! And we will learn how to breathe!!!!!!!!!!!!! When its too much to handle, too much to handle, too much to handle, being free.